Souvenance

‘I think the poet is the last person who is still speaking the truth when no one else dares to. I think the poet is the first person to begin the shaping and visioning of the new forms and the new consciousness when no one else has begun to sense it; I think these are two of the most essential human functions’
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Diane Di Prima, Beat Poet (1934 – )

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Looking across the horizon west last night and towards Strumble Head, the half moon shines on the sea and is then engulfed in a cloud that it makes black in the dark blue sky. The sea is a grey blue and the moon’s reflections dance on it like a hologram separate to the waters surface. The holographic silver shapes become vertical; lift, tilt and dance.